Pangeaux - Reasons

I'm so sick
I'm so sick
I'm so sick of all these vices
What's the price
To free my mind from everything
I'm so sick of all these vices
What's the price
What's the price for doing everything I want now
What's the price for leaving shit that I don't care about
Man this weed up in my blunt is all I need for me
And a bad bitch flying overseas, overseas, over
I just want the money piling up so I can finally breathe
Got some debts I need to pay to all my friends and family
Won't take another chance on someone I can't believe
No more trying to please everyone
I'm tired of all the reasons
To runaway
Give a fuck what you think about my soul
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
I'm so sick of all these vices
What's the price
To free my mind from everything
I'm so sick of all these vices
What's the price
I got reasons to never try or ever know
How this world goes around
But I stay giving my all
To a life I don't need
I walk the block a few times
I'm tryna see what it's like
What it's like to be a villain on the movie screen
Go and turn my back against the world
To find some inner peace
Cuz I've been sensing jealousy up in the cut
Feel it strong up in my gut
Hope they know
That it's all love on my end
Pick up on my silence
To give you some guidance
On how I move so you know
That I can never go
For someone that knows it all
Man I've been on the fence in my life
For way too long and I know
That I'm sick of the way that it makes me think
Sick of the way how it makes me feel
Sick of the
Sick of the
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
I'm so sick of all these vices
What's the price to free my mind from everything
I'm so sick of all these vices
What's the price

Written by:
Zachary Pangallo

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